Monolog in the cell
They forgot about me, they just left me here all by myself.
Now I don’t know who I am,
because nobody here knows my name anymore,
no one’s here to make me real by seeing me.
Deep inside of me
my purpose is rotting.
It’s the only thing i’ve never done
and I can’t do what I should
because I’m not enough.
I need more
than one pair of hands.
The other is a spacious place
where a seed can be planted.
It’s the air in which it can grow
and it’s the stone
which must be broken into tiny little pieces.
I’m so lonely, and my body
needs to be born in your embrace.
It needs to fight I gotta know my own strength.
It needs to heal
we could have our very own little death.
But lonely, I am pounding on these walls
I am crashing into a door that just won’t open
I am hiding in the corner
where insanity weaves it’s web.
Who locked me up in here?
Where did everybody go?
Why doesn’t someone come to save me?
It’s cold here, I’m hungry
and I can’t see a damn thing
because it’s so dark
and my eyes are full of tear drops.
Original poem by Rosario Castellanos. Translation and music by Alisa Amor